This sword was inserted on the left side of the cliff, and it was not very far from Ye Huang.

But it's not very close, about fifty meters high.

If it is for ordinary people, this height is already prohibitive, but for a master like Ye Huang.

Fifty meters is just a jump.

In addition, now that Ye Huang has learned to fly with the sword, the height of fifty meters is really nothing.

There is also the fact that this black sword seems to have rusted in his eyes, Ye Huang is also puzzled, why do you say that such a sword will have a sense with himself?

In fact, rust is obvious.

It's just that the material of this sword is not good, and if it is a good material, it will naturally not rust.

That is to say, it is already obvious that this sword is not a peerless sword.

But Ye Huang is not disappointed, you must know that either the best thing is the best for yourself.

Only the most suitable thing is the best for yourself.

In other words, Ye Huang is very open in this aspect, and what Ye Huang is most worried about today is not that he can't find the sword, but that he can't find the sword that has a sense of his own.

If you can't find the one that you have a sense of, then even if you pick out the sword with the best material, you won't improve yourself too much, and you can only put it in the collection room and let it eat ashes.

Or find someone who really fits the sword, and then give the sword away.

So it's just something that doesn't make sense at all.

But it's different from a sword that you feel about, and such a sword is the most suitable sword for yourself.

So that it is suitable that the first time I see it, I can have an induction without running-in at all.

Ye Huang also senses the other sword on his waist now, this is because Ye Huang has been using this sword for a while, so he will feel it.

But this black rusty sword, just when Ye Huang saw it for the first time, he had a sense.

This shows that this sword is incomparably compatible with himself, as long as he takes it with him, he can exert the power of an ordinary sword even if he does not need to be warm.

If it is a little sacrifice, it will be even more like a fish in water.

It's like you suddenly have an arm, and the so-called arm command is nothing more than that.

Therefore, Ye Huang is simply imperative for this sword!

Thinking like this, Ye Huang had already walked under this black sword.

Looking upwards at the position of the sword, Ye Huang jumped forward, jumped directly to about twenty meters, stepped on the outstretched hilt with one foot, and flew out of twenty meters with the help of force.

This time he finally came to the side of the black long sword.

Ye Huang did not hesitate, and directly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the black long sword.

After grabbing it, it is a hard pull.

There is no imaginary sense of blockage, as if the sword is pulled out of tofu.

There is no feeling of sluggishness at all.

Ye Huang, who had exhausted all his strength, tumbled and fell from a height of fifty meters.

In mid-air, Ye Huang had already adjusted his body, and at the same time he was very happy.

Originally, I thought that this sword should be an ordinary common, but as soon as I caught it in my hand, Ye Huang knew that he had seen a treasure!

The moment he grabbed this long sword, he already felt that the power in his body was fused with this common moment.

This shows that this sword is incomparably compatible with oneself, that is to say, this sword is the most suitable sword for oneself, and the sword that can be used without sacrifice.

And when this sword is drawn, the feeling of sharpening iron like clay.

The hard stone was like a tofu block in front of this sword, and there was no sense of blocking it at all.

How can Ye Huang not be happy?

After a rise and fall, Ye Huang had already landed, and after landing, Ye Huang began to carefully examine the black long sword in his hand.

It's not too much to say that it's a long sword, this sword is estimated to be seven feet long!

When converted into rice, it is more than two meters.

Counting the hilt, it's nearly nine feet.

This is a two-handed sword, in fact, just by looking at the length.

Such a long sword cannot be a one-handed sword at all, it must be a two-handed sword.

If it's a one-handed sword, it's too uncoordinated and not ergonomic.

And it's not aesthetically pleasing.

So the sword looks like an enlarged normal one-handed sword.

The hilt alone is nearly two feet long.

There was already a lot of rust on the sword, but it didn't affect the sharpness of the sword.

Because there are no traces of rust on the blade.

It looks as if the material on the blade and the blade are not the same material.

In fact, many people don't use just one material when forging a sword, but use many materials to mix and match in order to create the best work.

Maybe this sword is too?

It's just that not enough materials have been collected, but to forge a longsword of this size.

So why just use all those materials on the blade?

This kind of speculation seems to be possible, but so far it can only be a guess, and whether this is the case or not has to ask Wang Daoyu.

The sword does not have a scabbard.

Ye Huang looked at the long sword of this length and smiled bitterly, and he had to make a special scabbard himself.

Or just take a rag and hug it.

Or just don't care about him, anyway, I don't know how many years have been on this cliff, the wind is hanging and the sun is shining, isn't it still like this now?

So even if you don't care about it, it doesn't matter.

But how to take it is another problem, it seems that you can only carry it on your back, and you can only carry it diagonally.

Otherwise, you'll hit the bottom and look stupid.

However, Ye Huang didn't care about what it would be like now, and left here quickly.

walked to the deep edge of Wang Daoyu.

At this time, Wang Daoyu and Li Wusheng were already attracted by this long sword.

Li Wusheng didn't know what kind of sword this was, but he felt that this sword didn't seem to have anything to say except for the somewhat exaggerated shape.

But if you look closely, there seems to be a difference, and you can't see it.

But what is it, Li Wangsheng's eyes are black.

Unlike Li Wusheng, when Ye Huang grabbed this sword, Wang Daoyu looked excited, but it was well disguised.

However, when he saw Ye Huang walking to his side with this sword, he couldn't help but be excited.

"I really didn't expect you to choose this sword!"

"It was the sword that chose me. ”

Ye Huang hesitated for a moment and said, in fact, he didn't really want to choose this sword, but anyway, he finally chose this sword.

After Ye Huang said this, Wang Daoyu was even more shocked and speechless.

"Really, really this sword chose you?"

Wang Daoyu asked with a slight tremble.

Ye Huang nodded vigorously.

Wang Daoyu's lips were tightly pursed together, and he sighed slightly after a while.

"This is indeed providential...... Sure enough, it's providential......"